by the by did someone buy me a subscribtion to dA? o . O

Mood: pondering
Listening to: The Edge Of Water by Jars Of clay

I try to fight back
I can't help but
give up and give in
You know I love it
when you beat me with a grin
Baby you know I like it when you force it in
You know I'm cute,
when you have to hold me down
I love it when you make me bleed
I know you love the sound
You know I can't cum
Until I scream
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You know I like it when it hurts
You know when I'm crying
I'm just trying to flirt
You know it's such a thrill
when you have to hold me still
Make me cry,
Force open my legs,
I know you love
the way I writh
with each and every
ripping grind.

Handcuffs too tight,
Lube is NOT an option...
I know better, just don't fight.
Slipping in and out
of unconsciencness
My body black and blue
Lungs lacking oxygen.
As you reach your climax,
and begin to release,
You curse and scream,
You then proceed to pound
and beat down on me.

As you are finished
and limp.
You grind and push into me
To hear my flesh rip.
As you collapse next to me
Your head against mine
I sob loudly,
as I feel my own release
And you whisper softly,
"Could you just hate me please."

I wrote the beginning of this a long time ago, but I thought it was crap and one of my friends saw it so I finished it for her.